I stop in the cold where the elk have rubbed
their considerable selves against the trees –
signatures in russet worn by the river birch
there is a tangible rising when standing beside
evidence of what is wilder than us –
a furtive blessing, a lift akin to grace
I would spend my life on this – on branch,
on root, on hoof prints sliced into the snow
I would stop and stand with my solitude –
with my own snowy indentations –
and be simply crowded with light
© Sarah Whiteley
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